Chapter 137: It is difficult to paint the heart 7 [Ten more]
Lian Qing was so disturbed by the noise that his eyelids couldn't droop, so he had to open his eyes. It didn't matter what he saw, he almost had a heart attack from the person in the mirror.
Is this her?
Is it really her? Why does she feel like a monkey? The rouge red is redder than her lips, right? Is this really bridal makeup? Or was Chu Qiaoyun doing it on purpose?
"Look, how beautiful the bride is!" Xi Niang cheered, indicating that the wedding was completed. Then, the hair was decorated with red hairpins, steps, jade hairpins, and the final tasseled golden crown.
Forehead
The wedding robe has three layers inside and three outside. Although it is cold outside now, there is no need to wear so many layers, right?
"Sister, today my sister finally got married. As a sister, I
Lian Qing wanted to laugh, but Xiniang had just kept reminding her not to talk, so she didn't say anything. It's okay not to say anything, it's just too lazy to waste words with her. It's just a joke.
In fact, it seems that there is a lot of people here, but it really doesn't matter who it is.
She nodded to Lian Jian, her head was covered by Xi Niang, and two people helped her out of the house.
Before leaving, Lian Qing walked to Xiao Yang and whispered, "Bronze mirror."
Her voice was very small, but she heard "Yes, Master."
Seeing everyone leaving the room, she glanced at the bronze mirror on the table, and it immediately fell into her palm. She put the bronze mirror into her sleeves and followed her out of the room.
A She spit out the snake letter, rushed over quickly, met Xiao Yang, and immediately wrapped around Xiao Yang's legs.
Xiao Yang frowned slightly and looked down at it.
"Take me away." Ah She looked up at her, completely ignoring her expression at this time.
"Why should I take you away?" She said and continued to walk forward. When she stepped up, the foot that Ah She was entangled with suddenly dissipated into powder. There was nothing wrapped around Ah She.
It recovered again when it was on the ground.
In the main hall, Chu Qiaoyun and Lian Chen were sitting at attention.
According to etiquette and custom, before your wife gets married, she must bow to her parents to thank them for their upbringing.
Lian Qing felt happy when she thought of marrying Chu Jingtian, so she calmly began to give the ceremony.
"Okay, okay, Qing'er finally got married. I'm so happy as a father." Lian Chen's nose felt sore and tears fell down. He didn't like this girl, but she was still his daughter. When his daughter got married, he couldn't help it.
untie.
Chu Qiaoyun didn't say anything, just nodded with a smile. This little bitch finally got married.
Outside the Lian Mansion, a sedan chair was waiting, and the girl helped her walk forward in small steps. All she could see was the three-thirds of an acre of land under the hijab.
After getting on the sedan chair, it was very bumpy along the way, and there was noisy suona sound in my ears. Occasionally, I could hear exclamations from the crowd.[
Lian Chen treated her fairly well. At least after he thought she was rebellious, he still gave her a sufficient dowry and earned enough face.
Perhaps she was sitting in a sedan chair and never knew how long she was behind her.
Later, I heard someone say that during Prince Rui's wedding, the new princess's dowry was as long as two streets. This kind of posture was no worse than when the prince married his wife.
Outside Prince Rui's Mansion, there were lights and colorful decorations. Chu Jingtian, dressed in a bright red robe, was kneeling in a forbidden courtyard.
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Chapter completed!